Chapter 216: The Indifferent God

He vaguely sensed the key point,

watching the scene of Hongfa Xiangkesi boarding the Moby Dick, and said: "According to the original trajectory of fate, I would have met Hongfa Xiangkesi in the New World."

"But now, I am in the East Blue."

"Is it because of your appearance that the fate that once was has changed?"

When Whitebeard spoke, he unconsciously used honorifics for Fang Yi.

The ability displayed by the Game Merchant was worthy of his respect.

"That is correct."

Fang Yi smiled and nodded,

thinking that talking to someone with a sharp mind is simple; if it were Caomao Lufei, even if he contained more origin power within his body, he would be too lazy to waste his breath.

"To me, whether it is the past, the present, or the future, it is all an unchanging dead sea."

Fang Yi touched the star symbolizing Whitebeard again, searching for some brilliant fragments, while saying: "As long as I am willing, everything will be changed."

The image paused,

it was the era of the Rocks Pirates, with Whitebeard following Rocks to attack God Valley.

Whitebeard's face revealed reminiscence,

that great battle was indeed earth-shattering, encompassing the high-level combat power of the Pirate King and Marine Headquarters, Im's Imperial Guard God's Knights, and the current four Pirate Emperors.

"Mr. Fang Yi..."

Whitebeard's expression was stunned,

as he saw Fang Yi suddenly extend a finger, touching the image floating on the river of time, which happened to be the fragment of him fighting against the God's Knights.

The enemy was extremely powerful; even in his prime, he had sustained several very serious injuries in this battle.

He reached out and stroked his chest, where the scars from that battle had once remained.

Suddenly,

Whitebeard froze in place, a layer of fine cold sweat emerging.

He quickly looked down at his chest; the marks of the deep scars that had remained even after healing had actually disappeared!

Ever since he went to sea in his youth,

he had remembered every battle, every enemy, and every injury clearly.

And now, the two scars on his chest that he remembered most deeply had inexplicably vanished!

No!

It was not inexplicable...

Whitebeard raised his head in horror, staring fixedly at the palm of the Game Merchant touching the star.

Memories that seemed too distant and forgotten surfaced in his mind.

Back at God Valley, in that battle where he should have traded injury for injury with a member of the God's Knights, it seemed a mysterious man had suddenly appeared, helping him block a strike that would have left him severely wounded.

That man's face... gradually overlapped with the Fang Yi before him.

"This kind of thing!"

Whitebeard shook his head, but the more he recalled, the clearer the scene from that time became.

After a long while,

he gave up dejectedly and smiled bitterly: "It seems the World Government's assessment of your strength is still too low."

No matter how great the strength, nothing was as shocking as this scene.

Shattering an entire street?

Shattering a large island?

Sinking the Red Line?

Creating countless Marine Headquarters?

Even fear has its limits; even if the Game Merchant had the ability to shatter the Si Hai with one punch, it would still be within Whitebeard's range of understanding.

But like this,

twisting time and space, touching the past, rewriting the future... what kind of power is this?

The only one capable of doing this is likely the legendary God!

"Is this the truth? The World Government actually dared to attempt to negotiate with you."

After the Game Merchant revealed the power to twist time and space, the previous negotiations and threats of the World Government seemed as ridiculous as an ant waving its claws.

Fang Yi did not respond, but instead brought the conversation back on track, asking: "If in your eyes, everything in the river of time is destined to happen, what would you do?"

"Me?"

Whitebeard did not expect the Game Merchant to ask him,

and after thinking seriously, he said in a deep voice: "If I possessed power like yours, I probably wouldn't wait dully, but would actively change things."

He himself was not someone who could endure loneliness.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have established a Pirate crew and found such a group of lovely family members.

As if grasping the key, Whitebeard suddenly widened his eyes,

"That's right."

Fang Yi said with a smile: "Even with the greatest power, if one is surrounded by an unchanging dead sea, one would feel bored."

"If I must state my purpose, perhaps it is to give you lives imprisoned by the native world some power to change the future."

That was not wrong,

after all, if not for Fang Yi's interference, the future endings of these worlds would be destined.

That is, to be swallowed by the Polluted World.

"Is it just like how I raise my sons?"

Whitebeard thought of a similar sentiment.

On the Moby Dick, many sons had been hunted by the Navy or bullied by Pirates to the point of having nowhere left to turn before they met him.

It was only after accidentally meeting him that they escaped the quagmire and possessed a much broader world.

"It is indeed very similar."

Fang Yi nodded and said, "However, I do not have the same patience as you, willing to take the initiative to guide the growth of players."

"I merely give players who believe in the Samsara Game an opportunity to break free from their shackles."

"Whether they succeed in the future, or are eliminated by the rolling torrent, I will not provide any extra help."

"Fate is only held in one's own hands."

Even for the original Child of Prophecy who possess rich origins, the Caomao Lufei group, Sasuke Uchiha, and Uzumaki Naruto.

There will come a day when their origins are exhausted.

The origin contained in a First-Tier World can at most help them grow to Tier 1 Peak; what determines their subsequent fate is only themselves.

"Gurarararara..."

"Is that so? You really are a cold-hearted God."

Whitebeard laughed out loud, not discouraged by the words of the game merchant, but instead said, "Since that is the case, then it can only be up to me, this old man, to seize a future for my sons to break free from their shackles!"

If it were to fight for things for himself,

Whitebeard would not have that drive; self-proclaimed as a remnant of the old era, he had long ago lost the desire to strive for progress.

But if it were to protect the Whitebeard Pirates from being eliminated by the era, and his sons from being bound by shackles.

Even if he had to risk his life, Whitebeard would not hesitate!

"As a Pirate Emperor, the islands completely ruled by you can all be used to exchange for Reward Points."

"Islands like Fish-Man Island, which are only symbolically protected using the reputation of the Whitebeard Pirates, cannot be fully exchanged; only a portion of Reward Points can be extracted."

Looking at the motivated Whitebeard, Fang Yi nodded with satisfaction and explained to him.

This was exactly the kind of momentum needed.

If he could maintain this momentum, Whitebeard, with his profound foundation, would soon be able to rank among the first tier of players.

"I am not willing to exchange those islands that are under protection."

Whitebeard shook his head and said, "Fish-Man Island is the asset of Neptune; he gives the Whitebeard Pirates countless underwater products every year, which has long exceeded the scope of protection fees."

His personality was forthright, and he would take action whenever he saw some sordid or dirty business he could not stand.

Therefore, there were many islands under the protection of the Whitebeard Pirates, and he could have diverted a portion of the origin from those islands.

But this approach went against Whitebeard's philosophy.

"The treasures accumulated by the Pirate crew over these years should be enough, along with those islands controlled by the Whitebeard Pirates."

Whitebeard, who had not yet come into contact with the Samsara Game, thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)